I've been home for a week and I am finally feeling like I want to rejoin the human race. Since the death of our granddaughter, I have felt this deep need to express my feelings through art; to somehow attempt to put down on paper the images I have in my head. I think this will help me process the myriad of emotions that have enveloped me since January 17th. Perhaps this can be the best prescription for emotional recovery. I just know I need to do something. While in Vegas, I pulled out a photo of Owen as a toddler and decided this would be a good place to start. I wanted one of him looking down and made this sketch. And yes, his lashes really are that long.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Recovery Through Art
I've been home for a week and I am finally feeling like I want to rejoin the human race. Since the death of our granddaughter, I have felt this deep need to express my feelings through art; to somehow attempt to put down on paper the images I have in my head. I think this will help me process the myriad of emotions that have enveloped me since January 17th. Perhaps this can be the best prescription for emotional recovery. I just know I need to do something. While in Vegas, I pulled out a photo of Owen as a toddler and decided this would be a good place to start. I wanted one of him looking down and made this sketch. And yes, his lashes really are that long.
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I have a few photos of Owen from G's funeral and around that weekend. If you'd like em or for me to pass them on to Sarah just email me
Beautiful...
Love it.
I'm so glad you have such a beautiful way to process... I'm thinking of you and your family.
(and fun Valentine-theme on your blog background).
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